[ Akua looked at the huddled figure, in the corner. True to her Praesi heritage, her first thought is that this surely must be a ruse. Nobody could be this... pathetic, could they? In the face of danger? It's truly a merit to the kinds of people that Akua had been around for the past decade, that the concept of cowering in danger is about as alien as technology is. She can't imagine it.

Then again, most people would either die or fight, when faced with an undead army, so you know. Her perception is deeply influenced by pure survival. ]

And you thought to hide here? [ She asked, her tone curious. ]

Why not the library, where it is a... safe zone. Relatively speaking, of course, but there has been no violence there as of yet.